Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

Under the gaze of the man, Song Weiwei looked away. Li Baihan and Miao Yiren were cut off from each other. If she hadn't bumped into her today, she would still be kept in the dark.

She is not a fool, it is impossible to fall into the same pit twice.

"Whoever you are related to has nothing to do with me." Song Weiwei looked cold, "President Li, you can't attend the dinner tonight, I will cancel it for you."

After finishing speaking, she took two steps back respectfully, turned around and walked out of the office.

Li Baihan stared at her back, feeling an urge to grind his teeth and suck blood, and at the same time he felt annoyed and frustrated, he closed his eyes abruptly, his body had already reacted before his mind gave the order.

As soon as Song Weiwei held the doorknob, she suddenly felt a dangerous aura rushing from behind her. Just as she was about to turn around, she was pressed against the door by a force behind her.

The door that had just been opened halfway closed with a "snap", Song Weiwei's face was squeezed against the door, and the bridge of the nose was throbbing from the pressure of the mirror frame.

She cursed in her heart, damn it, bastard!
Li Baihan pressed her against the door, and when he heard her grunt in pain, he paused, put one arm around her waist, and turned her to face him.

Song Weiwei gasped lightly, the bridge of her nose was red, and the circles of her eyes were also red.

She stared at the handsome face that was close at hand, and since seeing him and Miao Yiren kissing me in the cafe as if no one else was around, the anger that was suffocating in her heart was soaring at this moment.

"Why, President Li still intends to use violence against employees?"

The corners of Li Baihan's eyebrows twitched, he looked down at the red mark on the bridge of her nose, raised his hand and took off her glasses frame, he frowned and said, "How many pairs of glasses frames did you prepare?"

He took away a pair last time, but she didn't expect her to conjure up another pair of the same style.

Song Weiwei ground her teeth, not intending to answer his boring question, she pushed his chest, but the man remained motionless.

The muscles under her palms were strong, and she could feel the scorching heat through the clothes. She couldn't push it, so she simply retracted her hands, trying to stick her body against the door panel, without any physical contact with him.

Li Baihan was irritated by her appearance of avoiding snakes and scorpions, he took a step forward and shortened the distance between them to zero.

His hard chest leaned up and pressed against Song Weiwei's chest with a sense of oppression. She was so annoyed by this zero distance that she wanted to swear.

"Boss Li, are you addicted to being a hooligan?"

Li Baihan stared at her mouth, he really loved and hated it, he loved the softness of her lips, like jelly, addictive; hated her lips were like a sharp sword, every time he was unforgiving, it could cut his heart stabbed.

"Whoever I'm with doesn't matter to you?"

Li Baihan raised his hand to pinch her chin, forcing her to look up to meet his gaze.

Song Weiwei raised her head and stared at him. There seemed to be two clusters of flames beating in his eyes, which made the hair on her back stand straight, "I..."

"Let's talk after you think about it." Li Baihan interrupted her suddenly, with an obvious threat of "If you don't answer to my liking, you can figure it out".

Song Weiwei pursed her lips and stared blankly at him. She was not afraid of his threats. If he really dared to do anything to her, she would beat him until he gnawed.

But why would she hesitate?

This is a very simple question, even if he has something she wants in him, she doesn't need to compromise to please him.

"Boss Li just said, what does who you are with have anything to do with me?" Song Weiwei slyly threw the question back to him.

Li Baihan didn't expect her to react like this. He was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed, "You are smart enough to throw the question back to me."

Song Weiwei stared at him steadfastly, the two of them were so close that she could count his distinct eyelashes.

The bodies of the two are tightly pressed together, and their breaths are entangled with each other. This is clearly a distance that cannot be closer.

However, there is a natural barrier between the two people's hearts, and the gap cannot be erased by getting close to each other.

Song Weiwei pursed her lips, "President Li, I'm still waiting for your answer."

Li Baihan stared at her cunning expression like a little fox, and was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.

The two were leaning against the door, and when the knock sounded, Li Baihan clearly felt the tightness of the little woman's body in his arms. He smiled viciously, and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

The slightly bitter nicotine is mixed with the clear cedar breath, which is spicy but aggressive.

Before Song Weiwei could even react, the man grabbed her lips, and her lips tingled slightly. She was bitten by him, and then felt him licking her comfortingly.

Her legs were weak for a while, and her heart rate was abnormal.

The knocking on the door continued, and it seemed that she would never stop until she got a response. Song Weiwei focused all her attention on the man outside the door. She pressed her hands on the man's chest, trying to push him away.

But the other party didn't move at all, and didn't intend to pay attention to the outsiders.

The temperature between the lips and teeth of the two heated up sharply, and the stinging pain on the lips was smoothed away. She closed her teeth tightly and refused to let the man's breath penetrate any further.

Seeing that there was no answer to the knock on the door, the people outside pressed the doorknob and tried to open the door.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Li Baihan locked the door behind him, but his thin lips were still firmly pressed against Song Weiwei's, reluctant to part.He grabbed her waist and pressed her close to him.

Song Weiwei's apricot eyes widened, and she stared at him in panic, "You..."

Just at this time, a slightly familiar female voice sounded outside the door, "It's strange, the door is locked from the inside, and no one answers the door, are you asleep?"

Even though the voice was separated by a door, Song Weiwei still recognized who it was.

She anxiously pushed the man in front of her, and accidentally bumped her arm against the door. With a "bang", the person who was about to leave outside the door turned back again.

The knock on the door sounded again, "Bo Han, what are you doing inside with the door locked?"

The voice was too disturbing, and no one had the concentration to continue playing hooligans under the urging of his mother, Li Baihan's lips were slightly away from her by half a centimeter.

The messy breaths of the two were intertwined, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Song Weiyi, what is our relationship?"

The knock on the door became more and more urgent, accompanied by Li's mother impatiently trying to open the door, forcing Song Weiwei to sweat all over nervously.

She didn't want to meet Li's mother in this situation, it was too embarrassing.

She glanced around the office, wondering where she should hide for a while, so as not to be seen by Li's mother, and replied casually: "The relationship between sleeping and being slept."

Li Baihan: "..."

He pinched her chin, and looked straight into her eyes, "Song Weiyi, I know what you're plotting against me, but it's okay, I have enough patience to conquer your body and mind."

Song Weiwei's heart skipped a beat, and the sound of the doorknob being pressed in her ear was like a death talisman. She didn't care about the strong possessiveness and aggression in the man's eyes, and pushed him away.

"Don't let Mrs. Li know that I'm here."

After finishing speaking, she quickly walked to the desk, bent down and hid under the desk, but her heart beat like a drum, and it never slowed down for a long time.